Confessions, Coffee, and Kisses - Part 1
It's been an awfully long day for Hinata Hajime.
Packing up his books, he stood up in one of the Reserve Course classrooms, admiring the terrifyingly clean floor.
Hinata hated this. Hated being around people who were so incredibly bland.
It just reminded him of his own bland existence.
When it comes to Hope's Peak Academy, the Main Course was the "big deal". Talented people who were the hope of the new generation. They could achieve anything they set their mind to - a clear carrier path. An obvious road to success.
... Hinata didn't have that.
A part of him wanted to accept it. A part of him wanted to give up.
Just let it be.
The universe wasn't kind enough to him to bless him with a talent, so he should just live with it.
He could only have one opinion overwriting all:
His Ultimate parents got him into the Reserve Course because of their fear for their image.
Imagine a successful, talented couple raising a child without talent.
Couldn't be them... so they did their best to hide the truth, for their own selfish desires.
Mr. Hinata long gave up on cultivating any possible talent his son might've had - he did not have any - so their so-called "family" was just a reason to keep their son alive.
He got fed, he had a roof above his head - but he never felt loved.
Hinata would never admit, but he craved validation. Which was fine, most children do... but not this way.
He developed the need to prove his worth.
This is why he attended every competition he saw fit, worked three times as hard as any of his other classmates - to get some sort of praise from his parents.
No, not praise. Any kind of acknowledgement of his existence.
He was mindlessly walking down the corridors, careful not to bump into anyone.
He heard a high-pitched male voice call out to him.
Hinata sighed, it was probably that annoying classmate again... Sakugi Kuri.
The boy always seemed a bit too happy-go-lucky to him, quite a nice contrast when it comes to the gloomy Reserve Course.
As if a gray cloud was constantly hovering over this department, while the Main Course had all the sunlight.
"What is it, Sakugi-san?
The brunette had the feeling the black haired boy felt like they were friends.
Hinata didn't really think so, but as much as he thought of Sakugi as a bother, his company was tolerable.
The shorter male looked at him with pleading eyes.
"You promised to help me out with the history homework, so please~?"
There came Hinata's signature sigh, paired with a nod.
"I did... give me your book, then."
Sakugi let out a loud "yay~" and bowed his head to Hinata, who had to give him a smile.
While they were walking out of the building, the black haired boy talked about things he found exciting.
Normal people talk.
Sakugi talked about his family, how they were planning to go on vacation to some city... Towa, was it?
Hinata just hummed as he listened, though his thoughts always seemed to drift away.
As they walked now on the streets, he noticed another one of his friends standing with a girl under a cherry tree.
Hinata's eyes widened, pulling the shorter male along with him to hide behind some bushes.
"Hinata?" Sakugi whispered curiously, obviously confused by the other's actions.
"That's one of my friends from the Main Course. He is probably getting confessed to right now."
The brunette smiled, even though not every part of him was happy for his friend's new possible relationship.
"Ah, but that is wonderful!" the boy exclaimed, and Hinata had to cover his mouth.
"Shh, be quiet, don't ruin this moment for him."
Hinata is going to be honest, he didn't really know much about Komaeda's love life. He didn't know if he liked someone at all, or if he would accept the girl's feelings.
The spring leaves were gently swaying in the wind, the sakura tree standing tall and beautiful as ever.
It was the perfect moment for a love confession, Hinata thought.
So you could imagine the confusion when he saw the girl staring at the ground, trying her best not to cry.
Sakugi raised an eyebrow, and he looked at Hinata.
"Didn't... why didn't he accept her confession?"
Hinata shrugged, honestly confused. The girl was an Ultimate as well, beautiful purple hair, pink eyes...
Then it dawned on him.
"Komaeda... is a difficult person."
That was a really accurate statement.
"It's because she is an Ultimate, isn't it? Komaeda can't indulge in being with a talented person, he wouldn't let himself do so in a thousand years."
The girl ran away crying, and Komaeda did look extremely uncomfortable.
"It's okay, Hinata, just talk to him."
The brunette nodded.
"Thank you for understanding. I promise I'll finish your history homework by tomorrow, okay?"
"Alright, but make sure to redeem a cup of coffee."
Hinata smiled as well.
"I will, I will."
After waving to the shorter boy, Hinata made his way to Komaeda, who just helplessly stood there like a puppy.
Hinata's heart sank at the sight, so he placed his hands on the other's shoulders, as an attempt to comfort him.
The lucky student looked our protagonist in the eye, as if searching for answers.
Upon hearing his name, the white haired boy closed the distance between them, hugging the other male.
"Want to talk about it?"
Hinata asked cautiously after a couple of minutes, just gently rubbing the other's back.
"Hinata-kun, I just... I don't understand. She confessed to me. She doesn't even know who I am! A-and she looked so upset when I rejected her, I just froze in place... she..."
Komaeda was sobbing at this point.
As someone who rarely experienced care, a love confession out of the blue could stir up so many confusing and unwanted emotions.
"I made her cry, Hinata-kun..."
Hinata hated seeing Komaeda like this. He absolutely despised it.
... Though he didn't expect such a strong reaction after a love confession, but Komaeda was different.
Hinata carefully put together his words, not to say the wrong thing.
"But did you like her, Komaeda?"
The white haired boy shook his head, but didn't respond verbally.
"Then you did the right thing. You could've let her live a dream, a false reality... and leading her on like that would've just led to more heartbreak."
Komaeda was slowly calming down, holding Hinata tight.
"You think so?"
He asked in a small voice, which Hinata nodded to.
"As much as the truth hurts, wrapping yourself in lies will just mess you up more. It would've been so much worse if you told her later, believe me."
Komaeda sniffed, now no more tears forming in his eyes.
Hinata kept his strong but tender hold, not letting go until Komaeda wanted to.
Komaeda didn't exactly want to let go... ever, but he wouldn't say that.
So soon enough they let go of each other, not without the lucky student faking a sniff to smell Hinata's scent.
After crying, some people start to giggle. That's usually because of them feeling so overwhelmed, they don't know how else to function.
This was the reason why Komaeda chuckled, though he was much calmer than he were before.
"C-can't believe a Reserve Course Student came to comfort me... how despair-inducing."
Hinata sighed of relief. Komaeda had quite the sarcasm and his snarky comments, so whenever his friend used such abilities, Hinata knew he was alright.
That didn't keep him from rolling his eyes.
Komaeda chuckled again, and looked around to actually remind himself of his surroundings.
Hinata still had to make sure his friend was better, so he opted to ask:
"Would you like to grab a coffee?"
The lucky student gave him a small nod, being too emotionally overwhelmed right now to put up a fight.
Plus if he knew anything about Hinata, it was his stubbornness.
The brunette took him by the arm, and led him to his favourite café.
Komaeda was paying attention to the familiar route, and shook his head with a smile, and a look of disbelief.
"Hinata-kun, are you seriously taking me to Thanks a Latte again?"
The other male just shrugged with a grin on his face.
"I may be... by then, perhaps you'll be able to learn some manners, and actually thank me for caring about you."
Komaeda pouted, narrowing his eyes.
"I think someone needs to know their place here."
Hinata tried his best to hold back a laugh, though he failed miserably.
Komaeda sighed in fake disappointment.
"This is exactly why I don't hang out with people from the Reserve Course. All of you are so cocky."
The brunette chuckled as they were walking down the streets, turning the corner of Lollipop Street.
"Mhm... then why are you hanging out with me so often?"
Hinata loved playing this game. Whatever this game was.
Komaeda blushed, but he tried to give a rebuttal.
"W-well, because I have nothing else to do, of course. And you seem oddly obsessed with me, so I might just let you live your dreams of befriending an Ultimate."
Hinata shook his head again, giving Komaeda a "yeah yeah sure, keep telling that to yourself." before he stopped at the door to the café.
The brunette knew Komaeda was hanging out with him because he enjoyed his company - and because Komaeda always seemed so lonely whenever he saw him.
He knew Komaeda liked him; just not in a way the lucky student actually did.
Hinata opened the door the usual way.
"After you, my liege."